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Sunday, February 12, 2006

wahh i'm damn tired la. we spent the WHOLE day transferring things from the old house to the new house. i was too busy to do anything else la. luckily i finished my homework alr. but i didn't get to study. yes i'm studying now because i just can't imagine myself out of hockey. dun laugh. no matter how boring schoolwork is, i MUST try! say hello to nadiah the nerd. oh yea. someone please remind me to hand in cikgu rina's homework. if not i'm dead. i'm so tired! and then somehow while we were transferring the things, our door got stuck with the stopper and it wouldn't budge. so we had to spend like dunno how many hours to fix the door. we tried hammering it and whatever not. then when we were running out of ideas and on the verge of giving up, my mother came and said "just put oil la". so we tried and after a few minutes it worked alr. wahliao. wait for us to give up then gave that suggestion right. haha.

the old house is so dusty and dirty now i wonder how we ever survived leaving there. but i DO miss staying there. i miss EVERYTHING abt that house. this new place just isn't home. it feels as though i'm coming home to a stranger's house. and i miss YOU. i can't believe you actually left without even saying goodbye. i should have known. i SHOULD have known! you should've told me. but i understand there was no way you could. i just wanna say that i'll miss you ALOT ALOT and i'm sorry if i have done anything wrong to you. and i hope that you're happy. but i can't say these things to you because you're not here anymore! this has taught me to treasure and cherish all the people that you love right now before they just disappear right from your very own eye. tell them that you love them before it's too late.

oh yea. diyana and her family came over at our house yesterday. HAHAHA DAMN HILAROUS! kept on laughing like shit. oh. i was wearing my hockey shirt and my brother was wearing a very big shirt and di was like "why you all like to wear big shirts ah? big shirts not nice!" eh di. big shirts are NICE okay! and then everyone were all in my brother's room and we kept on making fun of how gay my father is. and coincidentally, me and di was the only one on the bed together, under the blanket. and my father called us lesbians. HAHA. oh and we kept on making fun of RAFI! cause he eats ALOT. when everyone was full alr and couldn't finish our food, we just give all our food to him and he'll eat like crazy. and then at first we were going to watch movie but nobody else wanted to watch cause it was too late. it was alr 2++ in the morning. then on the way sending them home, we drove past cineleisure to look at the singapore idol queue to see who so kiasu go and camp there. and surprisingly, there was absolutely NO ONE there. weird. i thought some people would be like so gan chiong go and camp there. and rauf wants to try for the auditions. hmm. i wonder how it went. we reached home at around 3++ in the morning.

i was so tired i woke up very late. and then my sister kept on pestering me, waking me up to go to east coast with her and my father. she even called diyana la, while i was SLEEPING. di was tired also so we decided not to go to east coast. haha.

there's snrs hockey tournament tmr! against SENGKANG! I WANNA WATCH! but i can't cause apparently i have something else on. AAHH DAMN SAD! I WANNA WATCH! against sengkang leh! BLEAGH. daaaaamn saaaaadd! nvm. GOOD LUCK TO HOCKEY SNRS FOR BDIV TOURNAMENT! GO CRESCENT! CRESCENT HOCKEY NUMBER ONE! <333

i reread my previous entries and i realised how depressed i was. i'm so sick of being depressed. can i be happy for once? there's ALWAYS a way to solve anything. everything will be alright. cheer up nadiah! omg. this song suddenly popped into my head. "Always look on the bright side of life!" HAHA.

there's sth wrong with my msn. i tried but i couldn't sign in. oh wells. it probably is for the better.

my brother lost his mp3. busted! HAHAHA! so as a punishment he won't get his PS3 and he actually CRIED! HAHA!


(11:47 PM)